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Cornelius Hickey ([personal profile] friendsfordinner) wrote in [community profile] singillatim2023-12-08 08:53 am

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Who: Hickey & OPEN!
What: cave visits, exploring around town, making some booze!
When: through the month of December
Where: in town, Misty Falls Cave.

Content Warnings: Hickey's god complex, animal death & mutilation, usual warnings for the Terror boys (possible talk of body horror, gore, cannibalism, etc.)

in town
Hickey makes a point to be a good neighbor. Moving something? He'll help! Chopping wood? He can help with that as well. The more useful and helpful he is, the more he ingratiates himself with everybody, the more likely he'll have people on his side whenever one of the rest of the crew of the Terror decides to actually say something about what happened back home.

When he goes out to hunt, occasionally he'll return with a rabbit or a ptarmigan, something he'll happily cook up for whoever wants any. This time is different. He's brought back an animal, a rabbit that looks off, burns on the flesh but nothing more. He makes sure to drop it away from his house (we're not going to contaminate the food) before carefully, in the middle of what passes for his yard, Hickey starts to carefully vivisect the rabbit. It's certainly a sight, and he looks up at whoever might be passing or walking by.

"Have you noticed some odd tracks out there? Out in the woods, just outside of town."

Misty Falls Cave
You're exploring the cave. It's dark, cold, there's a moment where you think you might be the only person in here. It's trapped, kept away, a small, solitary place cut off from the rest of the world—

And then you hear a loud "What the hell?!"

It's Cornelius Hickey, further down one of the paths. And he's just run into a dead end. And is very annoyed about that.

closed prompt for March
There's a loud pounding on March's door, the sort of pounding of someone who obviously doesn't really care about things like 'social conventions' or 'the fact that people might be asleep. Hickey continues knocking, but as he does so, he calls out,

"Oi! This is March's place, yeah? I brought some sugar for the alcohol."

Turns out that horrible trip in that cave had some results!

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moralabsolutism: (Rorschach Escape in the Fog)

[personal profile] moralabsolutism 2024-01-11 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Hickey had a point there. Someone who actually wanted to sound believable would have gone with something that didn't sound like it had been ripped out of the pages of a horror movie script.

"Monsters. That's one thing." He gave one of his usual characteristic long pauses before going on. "Gods. That's something else." He had his own experience with gods. While he didn't believe Dr. Manhattan was a god, just someone who had been unluckily granted godlike powers, it gave him a good idea of how such beings would have worked. The results didn't impress him. Gods were flawed, emotional beings and Rorschach knew they didn't care one whit about the little ants that crawled about at their feet.
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[personal profile] moralabsolutism 2024-01-12 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
"So you say." The emphasis on the word was deliberate and could be audibly heard. Rorschach was just beginning to understand how big Hickey's ego and regard for himself were. Frankly, he wondered if he'd been underestimating how much when he'd sarcastically told Hickey he'd found the world's smartest person.

He was not impressed. Men who thought they knew everything usually had it all come tumbling down eventually. But he wasn't going to be the one to do that right now. For the moment, he was still barely able to tolerate Hickey's presence.